Trauma

These images make me crazy

pigs looking at me sadly

waiting to get rescued

where do i know you from?

Those are the pigs i wachted die in the slaughterhouse

6 years ago

still haunting my mind

i didn't help them

just watched them die

why didn't i save them?

i could have intervened somehow

I could have stepped in between them and their killers

buy them free

but i didn't

i was in shock

so i just watched numbly as they stabbed you in the throat

the stench on my clothes lasted for days

the stench in my mind has been lasting until present day

i am so sorry that i let you die

i know my excuse is worthless to you

your are dead

chopped to pieces

rotting in the stomach of some carnist

i can't make you alive again

but i can promise you one thing

i will use every drop of energy i have to stop this cruel machinery

i will use every drop of energy i have for animal liberation

please

grant me the clarity

for animal liberation